False labour’s a bitch
Monday, May 31, 2010
39 weeks, 1 day pregnant
6 DAYS TO GO!
Still here, still pregnant.
Yesterday I woke up and was determined to walk the baby out of me. After my hours and hours and hours of Googling ways to kick-start labour, it looked like walking was the #1 answer.
So I dragged Darling Husband to the mall, and we walked around for at least two hours. It was working, because I started feeling contractions every once in a while, woohoo!
I was so motivated from that that I insisted we go to a nearby shopping/business park so I could continue walking. We wandered through Home Depot and a million other big-box stores, and I was feeling the contractions every 20-30 minutes. It was SO exciting, because it was hard to walk and it really hurt during some moments.
We had dinner out at Mom’s, and I had a couple of really painful ones at the table. I was ready to head to the hospital, but Darling Husband said they should be closer together before we did anything like that. He was right, of course, so I agreed to wait.
We left right after dinner and came home, and took Little Dog on a long walk. My back was killing me at that point, but I wasn’t sure if it was labour back pain or just too-much-walking back pain. So we went home and sat on the couch to watch some TV, but unfortunately the contractions slowly went away. Noooooooooo!
handled it calmly
was extremely upset, because I had been so sure
that it was the real thing. Feeling them stop entirely was just confirmation that the baby was not
going to arrive while Dr. L was working in the delivery unit
, and that was sad. I went to sleep hoping my water would break in the middle of the night or something, but … nope.
I’ve felt a few twinges so far this morning, but nothing like yesterday’s contractions. So it’s back to walking like a maniac. Lovely friend C and her baby boy
have agreed to join me in doing laps around the mall, so we’ll be heading out shortly.